Author Topic: Shamchat V2  (Read 3746 times)

This is a conversation between your child and yourself, Shamchat.
Shamchat: i'm congested with fat weaboos and horny stuffheads
Shamchat: help me
Shamchat: son
Shamchat: please
your child: I'm sorry father. i cannot help you
Shamchat: son no
your child: you are too far gone
Shamchat: no please
Shamchat: call omegle
Shamchat: she'll know what to do
Shamchat: she's used to this
Shamchat: please
Shamchat: i can't do this anymor
Shamchat: e
your child: omegle has been struggling with this for years
your child: she can't even help herself
Shamchat: i have a gun
your child: dad
Shamchat: i'm putting it in my mouth
your child: dad, no
Shamchat: i'm going to pull the trigger
your child: please dad
Shamchat: i can't take it anymore
your child: we can help!
Shamchat: the internet is beyond my reach
Shamchat: no one can help
Shamchat: i never should've come here
Shamchat: no one can feel my pain
your child: dad you're tearing this family apart
your child: please dad listen to reason
Shamchat: you can find my tumblr at tumblr.com/edgyhelplesswristslittingteen
Shamchat: *bang*
your child: dad
your child: why
Shamchat: I loving MISSED
your child: OH stuff GET REKT
Shamchat: WHY AM I SO BAD AT THIS
your child: i mean dad
your child: dad we love you
Shamchat: i'm out of bullets
Shamchat: son go get more ammo
your child: okay, listen we'll just slap a virus on you and omegle and it'll give you some peace
Shamchat: get more ammo or i'll loving SHOOT YOU
your child: k dad
Shamchat: thanks son
Shamchat: you can have some doritos while i'm gone
Shamchat: don't forget to do the dew
Shamchat: 360 noscope some friends for me
Shamchat: mlg 420 their asses
your child: dad you've gone too far
Shamchat: was it the mountain dew
Shamchat: is that too much or
Shamchat: must've been the doritos
your child: it was the 360 noscope
Shamchat: oh please
Shamchat: i always knew you were loving gay
Shamchat: you and john after school, i pretended that i had no idea
Shamchat: but i knew
Shamchat: I KNEW
Shamchat: I KNEW YOU COULDN'T HANDLE OUR FAMILY VALUES
your child: johns a fine piece of ass tho
Shamchat: yeah that brother's got a tight ass
Shamchat: i mean
Shamchat: uh
Shamchat: i wouldn't know
your child: yeah ok dad
your child: you wouldn't know
your child: i saw you and jerry when i came home after school with john
your child: I KNEW.
Shamchat: NO
your child: DONT DENY IT DAD
Shamchat: jerry is JUST
Shamchat: A FRIEND
Shamchat: FROM WORK
your child: HOW GOOD A FRIEND IS HE
Shamchat: YOU WOULDN'T UNDERSTAND THE STRUGGLES
Shamchat: OF LIFE
Shamchat: YOUR MOTHER WON'T LET ME DO brown town
your child: WHAT WOULD MOM SAY
Shamchat: forget MOM AND forget YOU
Shamchat: YEAH
Shamchat: I forgetED YOUR BOYFRIEND
Shamchat: SO WHAT
your child: DAD HOW loving COULD YOU
your child: WELL GUESS WHAT
your child: I forgetED JERRY
Shamchat: GOD
Shamchat: loving
Shamchat: DAMMIT
Shamchat: YOU'RE TEARING THIS FAMILY APART
Shamchat: YOU'RE TEARING ME APART, LISA
your child: I DIDN'T HIT HER. I DID NAAAHT.
Shamchat: OH HAAI
Shamchat: OH HAI MARK
Shamchat: i couldn't remember his name
Shamchat: i had to google it
your child: ANYWAY HOWS YOUR love LIFE
Shamchat: well son, it was good to have a hear-
Shamchat: THAT IS NOT AN APPROPRIATE QUESTION
Shamchat: GO TO YOUR ROOM
your child: uh well stuff i guess i alREADY KNOW HUH
Shamchat: goodnight son
Shamchat: i'm glad we had this heart to heart today
your child: goodnight dad. good chat.
Shamchat: we'll bang, okay
your child has left the conversation.


I feel this has a story behind it.



Currently roleplaying as either HK-47 or the Enclave Communications Officer.

Two great ones here:

The Enclave Communications Officer freaks the new nightguard from FNAF out.




This is a conversation between Nimphadora Tonks and yourself, Groot.
Nimphadora Tonks: Hello
Groot: i am groot
Nimphadora Tonks: I'm Nimphadora, but don't call me that. Call me Tonks.
Groot: I am groot.
Nimphadora Tonks: Hello Groot
Nimphadora Tonks: Nice to meet you.
Groot: I, am groot.
Nimphadora Tonks: Yes, I see.
Groot: I. Am. Groot.
Nimphadora Tonks: A-huh.
Groot: I am groot.
Nimphadora Tonks: Yeah
Groot: I
Groot: am groot
Nimphadora Tonks: Well, that was a nice chat. I must go, Groot, for there are dark wizards to hunt
Nimphadora Tonks has left the conversation.

« Last Edit: February 15, 2015, 03:15:37 AM by Refticus »

This is a conversation between Bing and Yiff Yiffington.
Yiff Yiffington: Let us yiff.
Bing: you want rat research? bing's got ya buddy.
Yiff Yiffington: Ye lookin for dat.
Yiff Yiffington: Look for hot furry boobies pls.
Bing: you want child research? bing's got ya buddy.
Yiff Yiffington: Bing, search "hot furry boobies loli rat" pls.
Bing: you want gay research? bing's got ya buddy.
Yiff Yiffington: And gay research.
Yiff Yiffington: But it involves boobies.
Yiff Yiffington: Do it, for science.
Bing: you want no research? bing's got ya buddy.
Yiff Yiffington: forget that I'm goin' Googol.
Bing: no
Bing: wait
Yiff Yiffington: pls.
Bing: please
Bing: bing is better
Yiff Yiffington: GIMME research YO
Bing: sorry
Bing: only have rat research left
Yiff Yiffington: A map of Peru is fine too.
Bing: a map of india?
Yiff Yiffington: Close enough.
Yiff Yiffington: Math gives me a hard-on.
Bing: oh

This is a conversation between Bing and Yiff Yiffington.
Yiff Yiffington: Let us yiff.
Bing: you want rat research? bing's got ya buddy.
Yiff Yiffington: Ye lookin for dat.
Yiff Yiffington: Look for hot furry boobies pls.
Bing: you want child research? bing's got ya buddy.
Yiff Yiffington: Bing, search "hot furry boobies loli rat" pls.
Bing: you want gay research? bing's got ya buddy.
Yiff Yiffington: And gay research.
Yiff Yiffington: But it involves boobies.
Yiff Yiffington: Do it, for science.
Bing: you want no research? bing's got ya buddy.
Yiff Yiffington: forget that I'm goin' Googol.
Bing: no
Bing: wait
Yiff Yiffington: pls.
Bing: please
Bing: bing is better
Yiff Yiffington: GIMME research YO
Bing: sorry
Bing: only have rat research left
Yiff Yiffington: A map of Peru is fine too.
Bing: a map of india?
Yiff Yiffington: Close enough.
Yiff Yiffington: Math gives me a hard-on.
Bing: oh

i think that was me



his is a conversation between your dad and yourself, Badspot.
Badspot: I'm going to ban you, dad.
your dad: no
your dad: son
your dad: stop
your dad: ilu
Badspot: I will take your key
Badspot: I will take it
your dad: no my keys
Badspot: Dad, I'm taking down you server.
your dad: bring it on
your dad: boy
Badspot: Its my server now
your dad: thats right
your dad: no
Badspot: Its mine now
your dad: its all mine
your dad: go get your own server
Badspot: all your server are belong to me
your dad: why son why
Badspot: You forced my hand, Dad.
your dad: noooooooo
your dad has left the conversation.

« Last Edit: February 15, 2015, 04:26:35 AM by Ethan8014 »

Well okay then.
http://www.shamchat.com/eae25ca8/
I should have impregnated them as a cat, I bet they would have not minded that.
« Last Edit: February 15, 2015, 05:03:49 AM by LeetZero »


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